But Red Sleeve had begun to falter after feeling a painful itching sensation spreading across her right cheek, as if countless tiny insects were crawling over her skin. The itchy area was still expanding.
When she thought about the wording, 'most ugly,' her arm started to tremble uncontrollably, and she even had an instinctual urge to pull back.
Meanwhile, Lin Xue rushed over, like a fish that had been stuck in a drought, now jumping into the sea. She hurled herself into the Energy Orb without the slightest hesitation.
Red Sleeve watched, somewhat shocked, at Lin Xue whose face was still streaked with tears, and remembered the words she had just spoken to her recently: If you can't even understand this, then why are you trying to contend for the Grim Reaper's inheritance?
Why? Why was she so decisive?
What was the most precious thing to her, after all?
The next moment, Red Sleeve started to retreat.